A Man Walks Out Of A House That Has Four Walls
Riddle: A man walks out of a house that has four walls all facing north. A bird walks past him. What is it? Answer: Penguin
Riddles
A Metal Neither Black Nor Red
Riddle: A metal neither black nor red, as heavy as man’s golden greed. What you do to stay ahead, with friend or foe or arrow and steed. Answer: Lead
A Hundred Years I Once Did Live, And Often Wholesome Food Did Give
Riddle: A hundred years I once did live, and often wholesome food did give, yet all that time I ne’er did roam, so much as a half a mile from my home, my days were spent devoid of strife, until at last I lost my life. And since my death €“ I pray give ear, I oft have traveled far and near. Answer: Tree
A Leathery Snake, With A Stinging Bite, Ill Stay Coiled Up, Unless I Must Fight
Riddle: A leathery snake, with a stinging bite, I’ll stay coiled up, Unless I must fight. Answer: Whip
A Harvest Sown And Reaped On The Same Day
Riddle: A harvest sown and reaped on the same day in an unplowed field, which increases without growing, remains whole though it is eaten Within and without, Is useless and yet the staple of nations. Answer: War
A House Where You Are Brought, If They Find You Or Get Caught
Riddle: A house where you are brought, if they find you or get caught. If you cross the government, this is where you will be sent. Answer: Jail
A Fathers Child, A Mothers Child, Yet No Ones Son
Riddle: A father’s child, a mother’s child, yet no one’s son. Answer: daughter
A Gentleman Whose Offspring Have Successfully Produced Offspring Of Their Own
Riddle: A gentleman whose offspring have successfully produced offspring of their own. Answer: Grandpa
A Girl Was Ten On Her Last Birthday
Riddle: A girl was ten on her last birthday, and will be twelve on her next birthday. How is this possible? Answer: Today is her eleventh birthday
A Cloud Was My Mother, The Wind Is My Father
Riddle: A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I’m the torment of man. Answer: Rain